November 30, 2011
June 12, 2017
I can't believe I'm actually home. It's weird, for all those years all I wanted was to get the hell off of this planet. I never quite felt like I belonged here, and I had managed to convince myself that leaving it behind would actually make my life better, make me feel better. But it didn't fix my life. Nothing really changed, not in any clearly-defined, noticeable way. I'm still the same person who left Earth a year ago, with the same fears and insecurities. The only difference is that I've traveled a little bit more.
I can't believe I'm actually home. It's weird, for all those years all I wanted was to get the hell off of this planet. I never quite felt like I belonged here, and I had managed to convince myself that leaving it behind would actually make my life better, make me feel better. But it didn't fix my life. Nothing really changed, not in any clearly-defined, noticeable way. I'm still the same person who left Earth a year ago, with the same fears and insecurities. The only difference is that I've traveled a little bit more.